Early last Spring, Donna got a text from Robin’s boyfriend, Peter, asking if we could meet him for breakfast on Easter Sunday. We both knew what was coming. Every girl’s dad anticipates this moment, often with thoughts of making the poor guy sweat and answering the question while giving the subtle message: “If you hurt my little girl...” Sure enough, after some small-talk, Peter got to the point and asked for our daughter’s hand in marriage. When it came right down to it, there was no sweat, no veiled threats. We couldn’t ask for a better guy for our daughter. I simply told him that I knew this moment was coming before he did and that we would be thrilled to have him in our family!
Fast forward to October 28, the big day. We were there, our Oboz were there, and I had a plan for a photograph. Unfortunately, the opportunity never presented itself for a good shot. I floated the idea that we could wear them to the wedding, but that was quickly shot down. Next best thing would be a quick change into them for a photo, but things were too busy. So we’ll have to make do with a few photos from the day without the boots.
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| Alley, Jessica, and Robin |
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| Robin and Lee |
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| Robin peeking around the building, waiting for Peter. |
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| With Davis, the ring-bearer |
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| Robin and Kevin Clowning |
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Big Sis and Little Bro
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